Now I confess to adoring the feeling of having Tom cum inside me; it was one of life's great revelations when I first went on the pill, but I needed t... be fucked. I needed to be fucked long, hard and deep so that I came too. What happened with Tom was disappointing. He was not usually inconsiderate when we made love, but I could see that he just wanted to curl up and sleep. I felt horribly frustrated. I took myself off to the bathroom, and for the second night running, sat on the toilet and. He was just sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand stroking her back.“It’s all right,” he said again as she stared, unbelieving, into his blue eyes.The world turned again as he went on, speaking as if nothing unusual had happened at all.“Right now, you just need to concentrate on getting warm again, and staying warm. Let me see your fingers.”She didn’t understand. She pushed her hands out, beside her face and he reached to touch each finger, squeezing them individually.“I don’t think you got. And her other sissy.And myself.* * *Our wedding day was a cool, sunny day in early April.I moved around the church yard, greeting guests, exchanging air kisses.Miriam, Phil's ex-wife was there. She has a crooked smile on her face, asif she was dying to say something."Hello, Kim," she said. "I hear they call you Munchkin now?" Yes, some do," I said. "I'm glad you could come." Oh, I love weddings. Gay weddings are so wonderful. I'm so glad Phil founda man." Do you think of me as a man, Miriam?". I was unable to completely duck or deflect his hand as he swung at me. He hit me on the side of my face. Had he connected where he was aiming, it likely would have been fatal. As it was, my movement affected where he hit me, and my backward movement robbed him of much of the force of his attack. It still hurt tremendously, however. In reaction, I grabbed his arm as it went past me and twisted it, causing his shoulder to roll with my force. I heard him gasp in pain, just before I flung him.